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Animal Heat (MF, animal)
Anonymous Author
An Animal Heat
Chapter 2
Kitty ate as though she hadn't eaten in weeks. Her sister thought it was
because she had worked up a huge appetite while walking in the woods, and that
was partly true. But even more true was the fact that Kitty's bout with the
German shepherd had really made her hungry. The combination of the fresh air,
the exercise, and her sexual experience all combined together to make Kitty
feel better than she had in a long time. Every time she looked at her sister,
she could not help but smile at the thought that she shared her older sibling's
secret about Duke. It was a wonderful feeling, and she saw no need to bring it
up at the dinner table... certainly not with Johnny there. She did want to
talk to Janet about it, though. There would be time for such things later.
The more Kitty thought about it, the more she came to realize that her
older sister probably had a great many things to talk about Janet had always
been the adventurous one of the family, trying things most people might think
were strange. Kitty had always admired this aspect of her older sister, and
now she began to think that she could take advantage of it. Even as she upheld
her end of the conversation, she could feel the faint eddys of Duke's tongue
fucking, and her loins were wet all during dinner with an unending excitement
and arousal. And then she noticed something else, something she found as
strange and exciting as Duke's incredible tongue fucking... she was finding her
sister's body arousing. She became more and more aware of Janet's
curvaceousness, her sultry face, the shape of her voluptuously upthrust breasts
and full rounded hips... She pulled her glance away from Janet, hoping that
her sister would not notice that she had been staring at her. She found that
her thoughts were becoming confused. How could she be thinking such things?
Could it be the fact that she had been under a great deal of pressure in the
city, so much pressure that she never had time or energy to think about these
things? Out here, in the great outdoors, with nothing rushing and pressing
down on her mind, it was very possible that she could be free... truly free to
express herself in ways she had never dreamed.
When she finished her supper, she found that she wanted to be alone and
think these things through. Everything was happening a little too fast for
her, and while she found her thoughts totally against everything she had ever
been taught, she also found them exciting, and she wanted to make sure about
them before she came to any conclusions. She had thought that nothing was
wrong with Duke licking her cunt as he had. Were there other things she might
enjoy just as much... or more?
"Excuse me, Janet... Johnny..." she said, "I'm a little tired. Everything
has worn me out more than I thought it would. I think I'll go to my room and
rest up a bit."
As she stood up, she smiled, feeling the overwhelming release of her
formerly tense young body was enjoying. No, she thought, she wasn't ashamed of
having Duke lick her cunt... in fact, she wanted to have him do it again. After
all, something that good had to happen more than once. But there was a time
element. She was going to be with her sister only a week. She knew there
might be other pleasures to enjoy, and she wanted to sort them through to make
sure she didn't waste any time.
Sitting in the chair in her room, she found that the mental image of Duke
returned again and again, sometimes alone, sometimes coupled with the image of
her sister. She formed a picture of her older darker sister nakedly seducing
her handsome pet... showing and teaching him how to give such pleasure. God,
those images alone were stirring her even more. There was never any doubt that
Janet and Duke spent long hours together. After all, this was a secluded area,
and there was not another lover for miles around. The thought of Janet making
love with Duke all day in the wild freedom of the Catskills made the young girl
smile to herself.
She heard a slight noise at her side, and she looked down at the German
shepherd, who had followed her silently into her room. She could see that he
was happy, although she didn't know if it was because he was in her presence or
just because living in the woods make him feel free... as free as it seemed to
make Janet feel. Kitty knew that Duke would never feel as happy in the city as
he did here.
Kitty allowed her eyes to wander to the window, delighting in the scenery
of the setting sun against the gentle rolling hills. She found her thoughts
wandering to her brother, Mike. She had not heard from him in quite some time.
It was not his way to keep in touch with people. At one time he had been a
successful engineering student in college but he had given up that life and had
joined a migratory farming family, hoping to help them overcome their poverty.
The one time she had spoken to him after he had done that, he had told her that
he was through with the rat race of the city... much in the same way Janet felt
after her husband died. 'I must be the only member of our family still living
under the pressure of city life,' she thought.
She began unpacking and putting her clothes in the small dresser when she
noticed a small box and a note that read: "Have fun. Love, Janet."
Kitty opened the box and found a small amount of pot and rolling papers.
Kitty was a little surprised that her sister could be so free with her pot.
After all, it was fairly expensive, and it must be even more expensive out here
away from so many people. And then she remembered that the stuff grows
everywhere. Perhaps Janet planted some herself. It would certainly be like
her.
Shrugging her shoulders, Kitty rolled a cigarette and lit it, inhaling
the thick white smoke. She had at first thought that she could never feel
better than she had in the freedom of the woods, but she was wrong. As the
smoke began to take a hold of her mind, she found that she was better able to
enjoy the feeling of freedom she had come to take almost for granted during the
last few hours. The lovely sunset she could see from her window was enhanced by
the drug, and she relaxed more that she would have thought possible. 'Yes,'
she thought to herself, 'Janet really has it made. It will be more than a
shame to go back to St. Louis. It will be a crime.'
Again she found her thoughts dwelling on her brother. She let her mind
wander to the time when all three of them had lived together in New York City,
before they separated and led their different lives. Playing with her brother
and sister had always been a happy experience, and now, for the first time in
years, they would be together once again. Mike, her brother, had been more
than a sibling... he had been a friend. Kitty was the youngest, Mike the
oldest, and it was perhaps because of that that Mike and Kitty shared a special
relationship. Often times, he would forsake his own friends to make sure his
little sister was not left alone, and Kitty never forgot things like that. Even
though they had been separated for so long, Kitty found that often her thoughts
fixed on her brother, and she was sure that he often thought of her. She wanted
to be as happy as she could when he came to the house tomorrow. He was flying
all the way from California, and Kitty wanted to make sure that everything was
just right for him. She did not want him to think that his trip would be
boring.
And Mike had done so many things, she remembered. While Janet was the
adventurous member of the family, Mike was the experimenter. He had a vivid
imagination, and was never afraid to put it to good use. Kitty began to think
that she would learn a great deal being with her family again. If her
experience with Duke was any indication of what Janet was capable of, Kitty
began to feel that her whole life might change from this week. It would not
only be a house warming, but perhaps a re-awakening in her own life. She knew
she would never be the same again.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock on the door.
"Come in," she said, eager for some company. Janet walked in and sat
down on the bed.
"Hi, Sis," the older woman said. "I see you found my little present."
"Yes, it was sort of hard not to find. You want some? I hate getting
stoned alone."
Janet took the slowly burning joint and inhaled deeply. "You know," she
said, "there's nothing like getting stoned and talking about old times."
Kitty nodded. Often times with her friends in college, she had gotten
stoned and passed many hours dwelling on the past. It always gave her a warm
feeling, and she was certain that she would get the same feeling now.
"Janet, you can't know how happy I am that we're all going to be together
again. It's been so long. There's a lot of catching up to do."
"You sound as though you've been very lonely, living in St. Louis," her
older sister remarked.
"Oh, it's not bad," Kitty said. "It was something I had to do. I
couldn't stay in New York... not after John."
Janet looked pensive at the mention of her sister's lover. "Just what
happened there?" she asked the blonde Kitty. "For a long while, I thought you
and he were going to get married. At least that's what your letters seemed to
say."
A pained look came over Kitty's face, and Janet could tell that she had
still not gotten over the man. "It's something a woman doesn't like to talk
about," she told her sister, lowering her head to avoid Janet's questioning
stare.
"Maybe not a woman," Janet said in a soothing voice, "but a sister...
that's something different."
Kitty took another drag on the joint. She had been keeping this bottled
up inside her for so long... perhaps if she talked about it, things would look
better. Everything about Janet's cabin suggested total honesty and openness.
It seemed only natural that she should talk about the only man she had ever
loved. "You know, I was very much in love with him," she began, lifting her
head and looking at her sister in the eyes. Janet nodded. Sensing that it
might be needed, the older woman began rolling another joint.
"Well," Kitty continued, silently grateful that her older sister was
making everything as easy for her as she could. "I thought I knew everything
about him there was to know. He seemed so open with me, so loving, so patient
and understanding. He never talked about marriage, and I never brought it up,
but I thought that someday... well..."
"Well, what happened to change all of that?" Janet asked. "It sounds to
me as though you had everything going for you. Did he find another woman?"
"He sure did," said Kitty, fighting unsuccessfully to keep a slow burning
hatred from her voice. "He found one before he had even met me. Janet, he was
married. He had been married for at least a year before I knew him."
A frown came over Janet's face. She could imagine what had been running
through her younger sister's mind when she found out. Something like that could
be a shock no one would recover from.
"Well, what happened? Did he tell you or what?"
Kitty took a deep breath, sighing to relieve the tension she could feel
mounting in her body at the dredging of painful memories. Even though she was
feeling very stoned, she was not as relaxed as she had been before. But she
had to continue. She had to get everything out in the open. "John... he came
to my house one evening... with his wife. He told me that he had talked
everything over with her, and she was willing to accept me. In fact, she
thought it was a big joke. He said he wanted to have the both of us at the
same time, and he knew it would be all right with me."
The sisterly love Janet had for Kitty was becoming more and more evident.
She could see that the lovely blonde was on the verge of tears. For a moment,
she thought she should end the discussion, and she was just about to say
something to change the topic, but Kitty continued.
"He was perfect in bed, Jan," Kitty said after another deep breath. "We
would fuck five... six times a night. He had a long, thick... well... he was
beautiful. He could make me cum like a tidal wave. Sure, he was the only man
I ever had, but I never had any thoughts of finding out what someone else was
like. He was all I wanted... and I needed him so badly."
Kitty was surprised that she could speak so frankly about her affair. She
had never felt so open with another woman. Her curvaceous darker sister's
patience seemed to make Kitty want to tell her. "When he brought his wife to
my house and suggested that he have both of us at once, I was shocked. I was
even more shocked when he and his wife began undressing right there in front of
me. I couldn't move, Janet. I was... shocked."
Her uninhibited discussion of her love affair was burning like a bellows
fanning the smoldering embers in her belly and loins. She had almost forgotten
what it was like to have his thick, hard cock sawing in and out between her
loins, and the memory made her shift in her seat. Her sex-sensitive vaginal
lips brushed against the seat of the chair, adding fresh fuel to the lascivious
memory.
"My God," whispered Janet. "It's almost impossible to think that a man
could be so cold, so heartless."
Kitty continued as though she hadn't heard her sister's comment. "His
wife was lovely. She was about my age, a little fuller though... lush jet
black hair, ripe buttocks and... well... breasts. Her hair was so long that
went past her waist. She had the same dark fullness on her vagina. That dark
triangle outlined her cunt so blatantly. He fucked her while I was watching. I
just stood there, watching her writhe beneath him as his cock went in and out
of her. I could hear her moaning under his thrusts... thrusts that I thought
were for me alone. Then she came. It was terrible. Even though I hated him
right then, I wished he were fucking me and making me cum instead of her. Then
she asked me if I wanted to join the fun. She wanted me to lick her cunt. She
joked that at least then I would get to taste her husband's sperm as I licked
it away from her pussy!"
Janet could feel her own body trembling at her sister's story. She knew
why Kitty was angry with John for what he had done. She was angry because he
had not been honest with her. Love is based on trust, and her lover had
betrayed that trust. It was something no one should do.
"And then John said he would suck my cunt while I licked hers. He said
everything would be just fine, that there was more than enough of him to go
around. His wife seemed to think this was funny. And even then, I loved him.
I almost did it, Janet. I almost did it. I thought that if I did, he would
love me, love me the way he had before. Besides, licking her cunt wouldn't be
so bad. I had done something like that once before. But I trusted him, and he
didn't trust me back. Love should be shared, not toyed with. I finally kicked
them out of my house. I just lost control. I never heard from him again."
The older woman moved to her sister, noticing that her own vaginal lips
had become swollen at the arousing sexual description of her sister's affair.
As she moved, she could feel her vaginal juice seep warmly against the sheer
nylon of her panty crotchband, and her movements brought her panty tighter
against her sensitive pussy. As she put her arm around her sister to comfort
her, she felt an additional tingling softness coursing through her loins.
"It's good that you got that out of your system," Janet said, drawing her
younger sister tightly against her shoulder. "You shouldn't keep things like
that bottled up inside."
Kitty nodded. "I feel so much better now. Everything about this place
makes me want to open up." She felt warm and secure resting lightly in her
sister's arm, and she closed her eyes, feeling all the tension flow from her
body like water through a sieve. She felt closer to her sister now than she
ever had before. In addition to telling her about her affair, she had never
thought she could mention so freely that she had sucked another woman's cunt.
She had been a little surprised by the fact that this didn't seem to bother
Janet. In fact, the shapely older woman seemed to take it all in stride.
The sun had completely set during Kitty's story, and the room was now
bathed in the soft light of a lamp resting near the bed. Everything was so
still, so peaceful. Kitty felt like a little girl again. Sitting here with
her sister, she found that her thoughts had returned again to a happier time, a
time of her youth, a time of innocence and fantasy, a time when the sometimes
harsh realities of life did not exist.
It was as though Janet could read her mind. She removed her arm from
Kitty's shoulder and looked at her sister in the eye. "You know what we should
do?" she asked. "We should sleep together like we used to. We can become
children again. You can put everything out of your mind for a while, and start
all over again in the morning. Sort of like a resurrection."
Kitty looked in her sister's eyes, and sensed something she had never
noticed before. Even though Janet had been a warm person for as long as Kitty
could remember, the love-torn blonde saw something deeper in her sister's eyes
than concern. She was not sure if it was just because she was high. Certainly
that might have something to do with it. But there was something present in
Janet's eyes that expressed more than sisterly love... something deeper, more
total. She wondered for a short while if she were imagining things. Was she
losing her mind? She allowed her own eyes to wander from Janet's face to the
full mounds of her breasts. She wanted to touch them, wanted to feel their
softness in her hands, wanted to express that which she saw in Janet's eyes.
She was beginning to feel lust, a stronger lust than she had ever felt before.
Was she about to experience something new again? Could this be the beginning
of another milestone in her life? At first she did not want to admit these
feelings to herself. This was her sister! If she was wrong, she would never
be able to take the rejection. Learning the truth about John had been bad
enough. She would never be able to live with her self if she were wrong again.
But if she were right and did not follow her feelings to be expressed...
Oh, God... she was so stoned from the pot she had smoked that she
couldn't make her mind work. Stoned... and aroused. Aroused by the presence of
her sister.
Janet watched her sister's face go through several expressions of doubt.
She stood up from the bed and began undressing for sleep. In no time, she had
squirmed her naked body between the sheets, delighting in their softness
against her swelling breast nipples. Without saying a word, Kitty too,
undressed and slipped naked beside her sister in the huge double bed. Kitty's
cheeks felt warm and flush with the rush of blood excitedly coloring them at
her vulnerable feelings, and she sensed the warmth of her older sister's soft
skin as she allowed her ass-cheeks to come into contact with Janet's.
Wild impulses spread like firebrands through Kitty's desire-infused young
body as she felt Janet's body turn over and her arm gently drawing her into a
cuddling closeness. The older woman eased over toward her, placing her lush
white breasts at a level with Kitty's face. Then Janet's other hand began a
slow caress on the crown of her head, almost lovingly stroking her hair as she
pressed Kitty's unresisting face into the sweet-smelling resilience of her
warm, full breasts, their little hardened cherry-like ripened nipples ready to
burst!
"You're a very beautiful woman, Kitty," Janet whispered. "Your hair is as
soft as silk." The heat of her breath was like a torrid cloud floating down
over Kitty's boldly nuzzling face. "You're a lovely woman, and I'm going to
make you feel good. I'm going to make you feel so good..."
Kitty felt her own arm moving as if of its own volition, her hand
creeping over the soft smooth flesh of Janet's slender waist and around back to
clasp at the warm hollow of her spine. Excitedly, she embraced the older woman,
prepared to give herself fully to this wonderful intoxication. She trailed her
eager fingers over the warm vibrant flesh of Janet's satin-smooth skin,
returning to trace the path of her rib cage upward, until she brushed over the
softly yielding ripeness of Janet's milk-white breasts against her face.
Kitty heard her sister gasp at the sensitive contact, and she raised her
face, their eyes meeting and searching, each looking to see if their feelings
for each other were the same. Kitty stretched her long legs then, pressing her
naked body tighter against the soft contours that molded so well to hers. Her
hand slipped in a gentle cupping caress over Janet's firm, full breast, her own
chest heavily rising and falling beneath as she pressed her belly softly
against her sister's.
"I want to love you," Kitty said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I
want to love you, and I want you to love me..."
Kitty was waiting for her older sister to answer with words, but instead,
she felt Janet's hand move to the swelling mound of one breast and tenderly
grasp it, sending a thrill of delight quaking over her waiting flesh. The
sheet was brushed away, and the both of them lay totally exposed to the cool
night air, while Janet's desire-giving fingers danced lightly over Kitty's
tingling body. They caught one tiny nipple, then the other, rolling and
squeezing them with skill and delicacy. The young girl's sensually aroused
flesh began to respond to Janet's touch, and Janet herself was thrilling to the
caressing of her younger sister's hands.
Suddenly, Kitty felt her passionate sister slipping downward in the bed.
She popped her eyes open, raising her head to watch in excited anticipation as
the older girl's voluptuous white curves slithered warmly downward on top of
her, easing Kitty's own legs and thighs insistently apart with the wedging
pressure of her supple, shapely body. With her hands, Janet spread the rounded
fullness of Kitty's trembling thighs even wider open until her blonde
curl-sprinkled loins and pouting vaginal lips were completely exposed to the
sparkling brown eyes gleaming hungrily down from only inches above. And then
Janet dropped her head, nestling her face into the soft, intimate hollow
between the panting love-torn girl's widespread legs.
Instantly, the entrance of Kitty's cunt was swept up in a maze of erotic
sensations which rippled through her belly as she felt searing kisses along the
heated flesh of her inner thighs, felt the warm puffs of breath, and the wet,
burning contact of Janet's tongue. Kitty's breath caught in her throat as
Janet traced the inner softness of her cuntal slit again and again, licking in
long, sweeping strokes from top to bottom... causing Kitty to reflexively raise
her naked loins to each maddening stroke of the magic, up-lifting tongue.
Kitty felt her tiny clitoris quivering erect and knew that it was peering
out from its hooded canopy, swelling with the first stab on intensive sensation
as her sister's tongue grazed wetly over it. She expelled her breath with a
ragged, hissing sound, slowly tossing her head when the lust-driven oral
invader eased hotly in between the desire-flushed lips of her cunt, worming
upward through the already wildly inflamed crevice toward the straining little
bud of her clitoris.
The blonde girl's throat began to hum with unintelligible gurglings. She
held her breath, then exploded it sharply at the electrifying contact of the
delightfully exploring female tongue with her tiny erotic nerve center. And
then came new delights as she felt Janet's hands creep upward over the tensing
muscles of her quivering belly, smoothing higher and higher to fondle and
caress the nipple-hardened fullness of Kitty's firm white breasts, while her
open mouth became ravenous below. Hot and wet, with flushed lips glued to the
hair-fringed flesh of her seething pussy, Kitty felt the stabbing wet heat of
Janet's lashing tongue laving and whipping her swollen pleasure-bud. Greedily
the older woman began to possess the burning, fluid cunt beneath her, spearing
and licking everywhere until it seemed to Kitty that her lust-inflamed vagina
had been invaded by an entire legion of squirming, racing tongues. But no, it
was just a single tongue racing up the hotly throbbing channel of her clutching
cunt, worming into the tiny slit of her passage, returning to press against her
aching clitoris with maddening precision, and then driving hard up into her
sizzling cuntal channel again... over and over until she was gasping and
writhing in mindless delight.
Ripples of lustful enchantment convulsed the naked flesh of the young
girl's wildly pistoning body. Knowing hands taunted the heaving mounds of her
palpitating breasts and tweaked their bursting nipples, while licking little
flames of sensual fire tongued at the hot, fluid sanctuary of her offered cunt.
Loud wet sucking sounds filled the wood-paneled bedroom and blended with
Kitty's desperate moans as she rapidly drew back her legs, thrusting her loins
salaciously upward to bring the wild pleasure-giving tongue tighter into the
hungering core of her naked flesh.
Duke, who had followed Kitty into the bedroom, who had been lulled to
sleep by the two girls' soft conversation, had been stirred when the two
sisters undressed and went to bed. Now he was eagerly aware of their actions,
his keen nostrils noting the familiar scent of feminine aroma. His own animal
loins began to respond heavily to its savory excitement. His ears twitched at
the whimpering sounds coming from the bed, and a whine of want and need escaped
his throat. He moved closer to the bed, then hesitated, confused by the
strange position of the two women, and knowing that he was not allowed to jump
on the bed. And yet, the scent of the women's cuntal fluids was overwhelming,
and his animal mind fought with his needs and his training. His super-
sensitive ears could pick up the delicious moans of the women, and even though
he could not understand what they meant, he found that the sheer sounds were
almost as arousing at the smells permeating the room. "Oooooohhhhh...
aaaaaaahhhh... Janet... aaaaaaaahhhh, that feels so good, oh darling..." Kitty
was wailing in a high pitched voice, reaching down at the same time to clutch
at the full, brunette hair of her sister's buried head. "Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh...
it's beautiful...!" she gasped, not even hearing her own words, so lost in her
lust was she. The times she had made love to other women were nothing like
this. Those girls had been nothing but friends, and their act of love-making
something that was sort of a game. This was an action of love, a deep
expression of the love two sisters shared for each other... a love that could
only be expressed in one way. It was total, and the delightful sensations were
made even more delightful by the arousing effects of marijuana. Kitty had
wanted to feel as free as she could with her sister, and she pulled all stops,
allowing herself to delight as much as she could in her sister's warm, wet cunt
licking.
And then two things happened that Kitty would never have imagined. She
felt the weight of Duke as the dog found that he could no longer control his
animal lust and jumped up onto the bed. And Janet removed her mouth from
between Kitty's intensively fired cunt mouth! Kitty reached out to make Janet
return her lips to her wetly gushing pussy, but the older woman gracefully
slipped from her reaching hands.
"Would you like to experience something better than you've ever had
before?" the older woman asked.
The desire-crazed younger sister found that thinking was hard, and she
raised her head to look at the older woman. "Why did you stop licking my
cunt?" she moaned in a pleading voice. "I was about to cum."
"I have something better in mind for you," the aroused older woman said.
"Duke will make you cum, and you'll love it. I know you will."
"Duke?" asked Kitty. She remembered how happy the dog had made her feel
while she took her bath, but she never once thought that Janet would be so
obvious about her dog's talents. She wasn't sure that she wanted Duke to fuck
her, though. True, the well trained dog had made her happy once before, but
she wanted to make love to her sister. She wanted to show Janet how happy she
was that she would be staying with her for a week. Still, the thought of how
total her orgasm had been when Duke licked her played on her mind, and the
thought of allowing the dog to fuck her instead of her sister was beginning to
sound very good. And besides, hadn't she willingly offered Duke to her? She
must want her to have the best orgasm she could. Kitty resolved that if her
sister wanted her to have such a wonderful orgasm, she was not about to turn it
down. She stared at the stunning brunette still lying between her widespread
thighs which she had slowly lowered to the bed. Her lust-inflamed emotions
were still controlling her wantonly sprawled young body, and she found that she
could hardly wait to sample more of the wonderful dog's abilities.
"He's so beautiful, Kitty. I know you'll love it," the older sister
whispered hotly. "I want you to enjoy your stay with me as much as possible,
and there is no better way than to have Duke fuck you. As long as you stay
with me, you can have him any time. I want you to know that." As she spoke,
she raised up on her knees, her cherry-nippled breasts swaying tantalizingly
over Kitty's face, and then she was turning to pet the panting German shepherd
who stood beside her on the bed.
Kitty stared at both of them, the feeling that she was closer to her
sister now than ever before making her tingly all over. Still, she could hardly
think about everything that was happening, not with the passion Janet's
sensuous oral lovemaking had set off inside her. God...! It couldn't end...
not like this. She had to cum... she had to have release... and Janet, the
woman who had caused these sensations must have the same release. She didn't
know what to think, and she decided that she would allow her older sister to do
what ever she thought best.
"Are you ready, Kitty?" she heard her loving sister moan.
"Yes," was all Kitty was able to say. Her body was still writhing as she
fought to keep the delightful sensations flowing in her loins during this
interlude.
"Good. Get up on your knees! Go ahead, turn over and get up on your
knees," she said. Kitty did as she was told, spreading her legs as wide as she
could. She could feel Janet's hot breath against her skin, and Kitty closed
her eyes, feeling that there had never been a more loving sister in the whole
world.
There was a tightness in Kitty's erotically quivering belly as she
lowered her face to the pillow, the vulnerability of her exposed and upthrust
loins behind her a delightfully naked feeling she had never known, not even
with her first and only lover. She tingled inside at the thought of her sister
licking her cunt, wishing that she would again return her head to her vaginal
lips. Her pussy was on fire, and she wondered what was taking Janet so long to
do what she was going to do.
"Get ready, Kitty, darling. I promise you a treat unlike anything you've
ever had before," Janet hissed in a feverish whisper.
Her naked buttocks raised high and her tremoring thighs spread wide,
Kitty tried to twist her head with cheek still pressed to the pillow to get
some idea of what was about to happen behind her kneeling body. She saw Duke
standing with ears perked and open-jawed, his long pink tongue hanging loose
and to one side as his rounded eyes gleamed at her salaciously displayed ass-
cheeks. At the same time, she saw and felt Janet's hands on the stretched
ovals of her upthrust buttocks, spreading them apart as far as she could.
"There, Duke," Kitty heard Janet's lust-filled voice say. "Have you ever
seen anything more inviting than that? Oh, Kitty, you have the most beautiful,
tiniest asshole in the whole world. I have to kiss it."
A passionate shiver rippled over Kitty's naked young body as she felt her
older sister's face nuzzling warmly between the half moons of her spread-open
buttocks... then the delightful sensations her moistened lips enticed as they
pressed hotly against the tiny sensitive opening of her puckered anus. Her
wildly searching tongue followed up to lick and probe, pressuring slightly into
the reflexively clenching orifice, while Kitty gasped in pleasure beneath the
brunette widow's lascivious mouthing. Duke's whimper floated to her ears, and
then Janet's delicious manipulations stopped.
"All right, all right, lover," Kitty heard her sister say. "Now it's your
turn. Go ahead while I open her beautiful little pussy-hole for you."
Janet coaxed the dog with smooth, gentle words, and Kitty found her self
trying to spread her nakedly straining thighs even wider, picturing the
appearance of her own voluptuous nakedness in her mind's eye. She heard the
dog's excited panting, and sensed his hot breath against the soft white mounds
of her buttocks, then she felt his long, laving tongue slithering hotly into
the smooth crevice separating them. Again, Kitty moaned at the electrifying
contact, immediately feeling the feverish impulses of lust stabbing wildly
through her warmly secreting pussy and quaking belly. Janet had no way of
knowing that Duke had already licked her to orgasm once. She decided not to
tell her, though, that she had already felt the heavenly bliss of her
animal-lover's tongue in her cunt. It might spoil the feeling of giving, Janet
was obviously experiencing. All that mattered anyway, at least now, was that
she had to cum. She could not think of anything else.
Kitty felt Janet's hands firmly clutching at her upraised buttocks,
pulling the soft cheeks farther apart to give Duke full access to her widely
gaping anus. His hot tongue wetly caressed it, then drove lower to splay open
her tender blonde-fringed pussy lips, grazing the seething pink clitoral flesh
on its way to her hardened little clitoris. She gasped out in impassioned joy,
trying to inch her knees even farther apart and open the pulsing pink crevice
between her straining thighs to him. His long, curling animal-tongue thrust
ardently, sweeping in a burning liquid flame through the sizzling wet inner
flesh of her loins and flickering at the tiny grasping mouth of her tight
vagina, stroking her hungrily offered loins to a still more intensive heat
before he suddenly moved into an unexpected position, astonishing the young
girl as she knelt before him.
Kitty tensed as her sister's massive pet's furry body crowded in close
against her upraised buttocks. She was abruptly aware that Duke was standing
on his hind legs, his powerful forelegs gripping at the naked flesh of her
hips.
And then Kitty knew what her sister had meant when she said Duke was
going to fuck her!